EMBARRASSING CONFESSIONS!
In no particular order, here we go! I never cry over movies, but I bawled at the end of La La Land. My OCD brain finds something oddly appealing about authoritarian communism. I'm not saying I support it, just that there's a tiny part of me who wouldn't mind time traveling back and living in the USSR. I'm not really that authoritarian though ;). To me it just feels like a fantasy novel, and you want to live there, until you do (a la Hunger Games or Harry Potter). In a similar vein a part of me always wanted to be a hippie. No, seriously. Like a real, honest-to-goodness hippie. Here's me in my John Lennon costume from last Halloween, lol. I love dill pickles. Plain. I used to be a swiftie, and I still bop to "Shake it Off". I can't eat certain cheese, Kraft macaroni, cake frosting, scrambled eggs, etc. I just can't do it without wanting to gag. And that's not an ew I don't like it, that's I literally can't. I am a HUGE